Wow, that's one full KiloPost!
I must say this is quite a diverse (and I mean that in a good way) and lively bunch to be associated with.
To celebrate my 1000th post here I'd like to share my tribute to the very cornerstone of this entire site - the AR15
~ Ode To The AR-15 ~
Those who know me the least,
call me an evil beast,
and pass laws 'cause I look so darn mean.
But those who knows me the best,
keep me close to their chest,
and have respect for me like a Marine.
I'm hated and banned,
by those with a plan,
to eliminate your means to defend.
But a Patriot's skill,
and unwavering will,
is my only true friend in the end.
Though some call me clunky,
at least I'm not junky,
like a cheap chinese-commie knock-off.
With iron-sight aim,
you're sure to remain,
above the best from that ole' kalashnikov.
I spit thunder and fire,
and I never tire,
of those honeysweet full metal rounds.
If I have the right sear,
such music you'll hear,
a barrage of a sweet thundering sound.
I'll chew them all day,
if that's what you say,
and leave just an empty brass mound.
The sproing of my spring,
is a beautiful thing,
as I kick out each empty hot case.
The smell I emit,
I'm sure you'll admit,
brings a smile to your cheek-welded face.
As you load up each mag,
I just have to brag,
'cause I know what's about to take place.
Make that soda can peel,
Make those cantelope burst,
Make that water jug shred,
Make those metal plates ping.
If you need me for real
let me be the first
to rip up a raghead
like a VC "Dong-ding"
When the time comes to crunch,
I got enough punch,
to make that little round twist and go yaw.
Then what happens inside,
is a hell of a ride,
with a trail like a thrusting chainsaw.
My brother - M4,
goes clean through the door,
and is great for a close-quarter battle.
And uncle - 16,
is a badass machine,
when you switch him to full-auto rattle.
I can't wait for the day,
when we'll all go and play,
like we used to before antis arrived.
But until then,
just don't forget when,
we were free before being deprived.
Onward to my second thousand posts... [:D]

I am not the means to any end others may wish to accomplish. I am not a tool for their use. I do not surrender my treasures to be flung to the winds as alms for the poor.~ From "Anthem"

That's the best poem I've ever heard, I have tears in my eyes. It should be put into the Bible. I thought up another line to it: "...strap onto me, an M203, and I'll take out even more dirty commies..."